MARRIED OFF

My Goodbye to my Virginity

His touches are indescribable and incomprehensible. Now I believe that the sweetest pleasure is forbidden pleasure. Sure, Luca might be against my rules but they feel so good.

"Look how wet you are. I can see that you are ready for my dick.", he says.

Am I ready to do away with my virginity?

Well maybe. "Ohhhh, please stop. It's too much."I beg him as he eats and fingers my p***y at the same time.

"I guess you're ready for me then."

He gets up, lying on me now, heavy but manageable. Is he kidding me?

"I know you like vanilla s*x so I'm going to take it easy with you. Don't be scared."

I feel his d**k touching my p***y. It's at my p***y entrance which is so wet now. He pushes it, "Ahh it hurts.", I cry.

"Sorry princess Daddy is going to be easy on you.”

Five minutes later he is inside me and it feels so good. I can't explain it but I just feel so filled up. All my walls are cracking open but it's just too good. I feel like I'm in another world as he begins to ride me harder and faster.

"Ohhhh... Luca, please", I cry.

"Tell me what you want, princess? Do you want to release it?"

"Yes please, I want to be released."

He begins to speed up and give me harder strokes as we moan together. Holding our bodies and kissing until we finally reached our climax.

I woke up the next day in my room. I guess he only wanted me for the night then, f*****g monster.

I felt so tired and weak as I limped to the bathroom. I wonder if he was the one who took me to my room. I guess it's one of his bodyguards.

I hear a knock on the door, is he the one? Gosh, why do I feel like it's him? Why do I even care if he's the one?

An aged lady walks in with a tray in her hand disappointingly. "Good morning madam." Madam? Who am I? Their madam?

"Good morning Ma, please call me Camilla.", I urged.

"Your husband is my boss, I can't address you by your name Madam.", she refuses.

"Please Ma I insist, you are old enough to be my mother. Please", I beg.

Okay, I will on one condition, if you address me by my name, Agnes."She requests.

"Okay, Agnes. Thank you"

"You're welcome, Camila."

She tells me that Luca sent her to bring me pills for my pain and protection. Thankfully he's not planning on having me pregnant.

"Agnes, will you show me around the house please?"

"Yes sure Camilla."

Haa finally someone to show me around this big house or should I say mansion. Don't get me wrong, I'm not excited or anything. I just have a plan.

The plan.

Make a friend in the house. That's done because Agnes is automatically my friend now.

Know every exit in the house.

Get someone to distract the devil.

Escape.

The interior of the mansion is even more beautiful than the exterior. From the decorations, the cushions, gosh everything is so beautiful and quality. I never knew an evil person like Luca could have such good taste.

Wow, the kitchen is next level. Everything is so clean, spacious and quality. He even has an oven. I guess I will be spending my time baking cakes and pastries until I get to escape.

I'm so excited until we walk into a room. "What is this Agnes?", I stammer, staring at a room filled with sewing machines ranging from electric to nonelectric, fabrics, different colors of laces, linen, polyester, wool, cotton, Ankara and so on.

"Does Luca sew? Is he a fashion designer?"I ask Agnes.

"A day before you came into this house, the master sent me and some guards to set up this place for you."

"Why? How? Why would he do that to Agnes? How did he know?", I asked, still in shock.

"I think you should ask him, Camilla. I'm in no place to answer."

Yes, I should ask him. I have to know how he knew that I wanted to be a fashion designer.

"Agnes, please take me to Lucas's room. "